This song was confirmed on Taylor’s social media accounts on July 23, 2020.
Seven
Taylor Swift Lyrics
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In the trees
I hit my peak at seven feet
In the swing
Over the creek
I was too scared to jump in
But I, I was high in the sky
With Pennsylvania under me
Sweet tea in the summer
Cross your heart, won't tell no other
And though I can't recall your face
I still got love for you
Your braids like a pattern
Love you to the moon and to Saturn
Passed down like folk songs
The love lasts so long
And I've been meaning to tell you
I think your house is haunted
Your dad is always mad and that must be why
And I think you should come live with
Me and we can be pirates
Then you won't have to cry
Or hide in the closet
And just like a folk song
Our love will be passed on
Please picture me
In the weeds
Before I learned civility
I used to scream ferociously
Any time I wanted
I, I
Sweet tea in the summer
Cross my heart, won't tell no other
And though I can't recall your face
I still got love for you
Pack your dolls and a sweater
We'll move to India forever
Passed down like folk songs
Our love lasts so long
In Taylor Swift's song "seven," the lyrics paint a vivid picture of childhood memories and experiences. The song is an ode to the innocence and joy of youth, with the singer reminiscing about playing in the trees, swinging over a creek, and wondering if the world still holds beauty. The opening lines set the tone and establish the setting for the song: "Please picture me in the trees, I hit my peak at seven, feet in the swing over the creek, I was too scared to jump in."
The chorus of the song focuses on childhood love and friendship, with Taylor singing about sweet tea in the summer and professing her love for someone she can't recall the face of. The lyrics also mention her friend's braids and compare the enduring love to folk songs that are passed down through generations. The verse where she talks about her friend's haunted house and her desire to be pirates with her friend is an illustration of how childhood imagination and creativity can be a sweet escape from the real world.
Line by Line Meaning
Please picture me
Imagine this scene I'm reminiscing about
In the trees
I'm sitting up high, surrounded by nature
I hit my peak at seven feet
I was up high in a swing, feeling on top of the world
In the swing
I'm reminiscing about a fun childhood memory
Over the creek
The swing was above a small stream
I was too scared to jump in
I was hesitant to jump off the swing and into the water below
But I, I was high in the sky
Despite my fear, I felt a sense of freedom and joy while swinging
With Pennsylvania under me
I was swinging high enough to see the landscape below
Are there still beautiful things?
I'm wondering if the world is still as magical as it felt during that moment
Sweet tea in the summer
Another childhood memory, this time of enjoying sweet tea on a hot day
Cross your heart, won't tell no other
A promise between friends to keep a secret
And though I can't recall your face
I can't remember who I made this promise with, but I still care for them
I still got love for you
Despite not remembering the person, I still hold love in my heart for them
Your braids like a pattern
Another memory of a friend's appearance, in this case their braids
Love you to the moon and to Saturn
Expressing a deep love for this friend
Passed down like folk songs
This love between friends is enduring, like a cultural tradition
The love lasts so long
Reassurance that this friendship will endure over time
And I've been meaning to tell you
I have something I've been wanting to say
I think your house is haunted
I believe there is a ghost in my friend's house, causing strange occurrences
Your dad is always mad and that must be why
Suggesting that the paranormal activity is causing stress and anger for my friend's family
And I think you should come live with me
Offering a solution to the problem by suggesting my friend should move in with me
And we can be pirates
A playful reference to being young and carefree once again
Then you won't have to cry
Assuring my friend that they will feel safe and secure with me
Or hide in the closet
Referencing a potential hiding spot from the ghosts in their current house
And just like a folk song
I hope our friendship will be a lasting, cherished tradition
Our love will be passed on
A final affirmation that our bond will endure over time
Please picture me
Repeating the first line of the song, bringing it full circle
In the weeds
Another memory, this time of a time when I was not well-behaved or polite
Before I learned civility
Acknowledging that I was unruly as a child
I used to scream ferociously
Another detail of my mischievous behavior
Any time I wanted
I acted out whenever I felt like it
I, I
Another refraining of the feeling of freedom and excitement that I felt as a child
Pack your dolls and a sweater
Inviting my friend to join me on another adventure, this time to India
We'll move to India forever
A grand promise to relocate to another country together
Passed down like folk songs
The promise of adventure and companionship will also become a lasting tradition
Our love lasts so long
A final repetition of the enduring nature of our friendship
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Aaron Dessner, Taylor Swift
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Please picture me
In the trees
I hit my peak at seven feet
In the swing
Over the creek
I was too scared to jump in
But I, I was high in the sky
With Pennsylvania under me
Are there still beautiful things?
Sweet tea in the summer
Cross your heart, won't tell no other
And though I can't recall your face
I still got love for you
Your braids like a pattern
Love you to the moon and to Saturn
Passed down like folk songs
The love lasts so long
And I've been meaning to tell you
I think your house is haunted
Your dad is always mad and that must be why
And I think you should come live with
Me and we can be pirates
Then you won't have to cry
Or hide in the closet
And just like a folk song
Our love will be passed on
Please picture me
In the weeds
Before I learned civility
I used to scream ferociously
Any time I wanted
I, I
Sweet tea in the summer
Cross my heart, won't tell no other
And though I can't recall your face
I still got love for you
Pack your dolls and a sweater
We'll move to India forever
Passed down like folk songs
Our love lasts so long
@ragingangel13
LYRICS
Please picture me
In the trees
I hit my peak at seven feet
In the swing
Over the creek
I was too scared to jump in
But I, I was high in the sky
With Pennsylvania under me
Are there still beautiful things?
Sweet tea in the summer
Cross your heart, won't tell no other
And though I can't recall your face
I still got love for you
Your braids like a pattern
Love you to the moon and to Saturn
Passed down like folk songs
The love lasts so long
And I've been meaning to tell you
I think your house is haunted
Your dad is always mad and that must be why
And I think you should come live with
Me and we can be pirates
Then you won't have to cry
Or hide in the closet
And just like a folk song
Our love will be passed on
Please picture me
In the weeds
Before I learned civility
I used to scream ferociously
Any time I wanted
I, I
Sweet tea in the summer
Cross my heart, won't tell no other
And though I can't recall your face
I still got love for you
Pack your dolls and a sweater
We'll move to India forever
Passed down like folk songs
Our love lasts so long
@afaye2268
the line “i think your house is haunted, your dad is always mad and that must be why” always hurts me. i didn’t grow up in an abusive house, but the innocence of not knowing why a parent is mad all the time hurts no matter what
@fe5018
When I listen to Taylor sing the lyrics, I kind of just offhand heard it as the dad must be mad because of the influence of the haunted house on him but reading your reply, it really does come across like it's his anger that actually haunts the house. And yeah, that's a chillingly relatable feeling for some.
@fe5018
@rose petal, as i said, that was my initial assumption but I think it works on both levels, which I hadn't thought of until the op's comment.
@danyajayne
same with me. I didn't grow up in a abusive house (i'm so grateful for that). and you perfectly put what I felt, in a sentence. I think I can also kinda relate from Taylor's perspective cause growing up, I had a friend who had parents that would argue with each other every now and then and her and i would just hang out and play at my place. Just today I had the album playing while i was putting on makeup and when this lyric came up my eyes started watering. I think I'll always get teary eyed when it comes up.
@patricetan
Danya.Jayne i cannot agree more. mine wasnt exactly a physically abusive household, but it was emotionally draining and abusive.
@alinemachado3
Unfortunately, I understand that so very much 🥺
@whybells265
this song is the unsent letter you write to the childhood friend you don't talk to anymore, but you remember all of a sudden as you look at old pictures, thinking about how everything used to be a fantasy world when you're young and innocent
@Josie-fb2kd
I still miss her. 😞
@leopimentel3909
this
@purvi1848
I believe she didn't even have pictures with her friend, since she said she can't remember her face. All she has is memories of the time they've spent together